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Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 63
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The people coming in front outside the washroom were Molly and… Shyanne.

Leah had expected Molly to set her up, but why would Shyanne be with Molly?

Leah stumbled two steps backward and steadied herself by gripping the edge of the wash

basin.

“Are you sure you’re not mistaken?” Molly asked Shyanne as she looked at Leah.

Shyanne took a deep breath and gazed sullenly at Leah. “She’ll be fine if she’s not that

woman, but if her body starts acting up, I’m sure it’s her.”

As she spoke, she took two steps forward and stopped in front of Leah. “After all, it’d be

too much of a coincidence if both of them are allergic to penicillin.”

Leah’s expression dropped when she heard that.

She gripped the edge of the wash basin tighter so she would not fall.

However, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain from within her body!

“Ahh!” Leah cried out uncontrollably. Her knees went weak, and she fell on the floor.

“I’m right. She has an allergic reaction to penicillin,” Shyanne said while exhaling slowly.

Leah could not tell if she was happy or relieved.

“Grab her,” Shyanne said to the woman who had injected penicillin into Leah’s body.

Leah struggled to breathe because of the pain. It felt as though she was being stabbed by

a thousand needles.

However, the more pain she felt, the more composed she was.

“What… do you want?” Leah asked, struggling to lift her head and open her eyes.

Shyanne crouched down in front of her and lifted her chin. “Tch,” she spat.

“You don’t look like her at all. No wonder you could even deceive my brother. Too bad, you

gave yourself away,” Shyanne said with a slight smile. “Long time no see, Leah Murray.”

Leah’s body trembled. She lifted her head with much difficulty and met Shyanne’s gaze.

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It was then she realized: Only she and Shyanne knew she was allergic to penicillin!

Whenever she was injected with penicillin, her body would be assaulted by stabbing pain.

Shyanne had gotten someone to inject her with penicillin to see if she was really Leah.

“… Why?” Leah asked with the last of her remaining strength.

Why must you treat me like this? Why can’t you let me be? We used to be good friends,

right?

“Heh, you ask why?” Shyanne smirked mockingly.

At this point, she did not have to mask her true colors.

She grabbed Leah by her hair and said, “I’ll bring you somewhere. You’ll see why very

soon.”

She flung Leah’s head toward the basin, which knocked her out.

“Take her away,” Shyanne said coldly.

Then, she turned around and said to Molly, “Thanks so much for your help, Molly. Would

you like to witness this woman’s last moments together with me?”

Molly smirked and said, “Sure…”

Before she could say the next word, her expression suddenly changed. She lunged at the

nearest wash basin and began to retch.

She coughed and retched so hard that it sounded like she wanted to vomit her stomach

out.

“What’s wrong, Molly?” Shyanne quickly went over and asked.

Molly waved her hand. “I’m fine. I might have eaten something bad…”

She began to retch again.

“Why don’t I ask my brother to bring you to the hospital for a checkup? Your health is

more important,” Shyanne said out of concern.

“What about Leah then?”

“I’ll handle her myself. Don’t worry, Molly, she will die today,” Shyanne said hatefully.

“Okay.” Molly nodded and left the washroom.

Han was drinking wine by himself in the hall. His gaze flitted about the area as though he

was looking for someone.

“Han,” Molly called out.

Han turned his head and looked at Molly. He noticed that the hem of Molly’s gown was

wet.

He frowned and asked, “Where have you been? You were away for so long.”

“I went to the washroom.” Molly’s smile stiffened. She took a step forward and hugged

Han’s arm. “I don’t feel very well. I might have eaten something bad earlier. Why don’t

you bring me to the hospital?”

Han was silent for some time. He put the wine glass down and said, “Okay.”

Linkville’s summer weather was unpredictable. It was sunny and clear earlier in the day,

but a few hours later, rain poured from the sky.

The downpour woke Leah up. The raindrops burned her skin as they battered her body.

Leah moaned in pain and slowly opened her eyes.

“Are you awake? Good. Take a look at where you are.” An ice-cold voice rang out next to

her ear.

The voice had a hint of mania in it.

It belonged to Shyanne.

Leah tried to recall what happened before she passed out.

She pushed herself up with much difficulty and looked at her surroundings.

White marble tombstones and wreaths of all colors stretched out as far as her eyes could

see.

Goosebumps rose on Leah’s skin.

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She looked at Shyanne and asked, “Why did you bring me to the graveyard?”

Shyanne glared at her. Her eyes were bloodshot. “Why? For you to repent, of course! You

shall repent for the sins you have committed! Then…”

She paused dramatically for a moment and said, “Then, you go to hell.”

The rain became heavier. It spattered loudly on the tombstones.

Leah wondered if she had misheard. “Annie, could you have been mistaken…”

“I’m mistaken? Hahahaha!” Shyanne suddenly burst out laughing.

She abruptly crouched down and grabbed Leah’s hair.

Leah’s scalp burned with pain, but she did not have the strength to retaliate.

Shyanne dragged Leah by the hair, not caring whether Leah was in agony. They eventually

stopped in front of a tombstone and said savagely, “Look at it yourself!”

Leah opened her eyes.

“Here lies Randall Howard.”

Randall Howard?

“You’ve never heard of the name before, have you? Randall Howard is my father! Hahaha!

You don’t even know his name, but he died because of you…” Shyanne said while

laughing maniacally.

Leah winced in pain.

Shyanne’s father? That means he’s Han’s father too.

How did Han’s father die because of me?

“Ten years ago, you fell into the water. My father happened to be passing by, and he

saved you, but his leg was tangled by the weeds! He told you to get help, but you ran

away instead because you were afraid! My father drowned because of you! Do you think

no one knows about it? You’re wrong!”

Shyanne’s gaze was almost deranged as she glared at Leah.

“You didn’t expect someone to watch all this happen and tell that to my brother!”